TET day? if youre speaking of TET the vietnamese lunar new year, it already happened. TET is awesome. hot viet girls in those pant suit get ups. i forget what theyre called, but i always thought they were mad sexy rivaling the chinese wedding dress.
PAP day was last friday, and i think you may have missed that too. that is an official soulstrut holiday.
things are what they are....the past few months have been a series of high highs and low lows....but i'm cool..weed is good heart medication........WANNA HEAR ABOUT MY FOURSOME?????
Wanna hear about MINE???
Wellll, Larry on the left is a retired homicide investigator from Suffolk County. He sucks at golf, but we let it slide because he buys the beers. He curses a lot, specifically saying how "fucked up" everything is, and will not hesitate to bust on his son....
LARRY JR!!!!! Larry Jr is located second from the right, a current New York City Firefighter. To avoid any confusion, we were specifically told by Larry Sr. to "just fuckin call him Junior". Larry Jr is older than me, and I had a good time calling him Junior all day. Junior won the "longest drive" competition, beating me by about ten yards. Everyone thought we cheated.
Second from the left is Eddie, aka Cousin Eddie, which is his name because he's my cousin. Eddie wasn't allowed to drive the cart, which wound up being a mistake when I got us lost on the way back from the 9th hole at the the end of the tournament (we started on 10, hence ending on 9) and wandered onto a fairway that was under heavy irrigation. The cart got stuck, we (I) spun the shit out of the wheels while Cousin Eddie pushed us out. Tore the grass the fuck up...
YUP!! Senior came back with them, gave the Buds to me and Cousin Eddie and the C.Light to Junior "cause you're gettin fuckin fat in that firehouse, shoulda joined the cops".
YUP!! Senior came back with them, gave the Buds to me and Cousin Eddie and the C.Light to Junior "cause you're gettin fuckin fat in that firehouse, shoulda joined the cops".
Ha! My uncle Glenn was a fireman for yeeeaaars up until the late 80s. Don't know if it's like this everywhere, but for the longest time, firemen were all hella fat. None of this modern buffness and "Firemen's Calendar" bullshit. Dudes would sit around the firehouse and COOK ALL DAY. Chili, gumbo, spaghetti and meatballs--really heavy stuff. My Uncle Glenn looked like Fats Domino (but with less hair and more gut). He was probably 5'5", 250. Wore his pants under the guy (you know the type).
But when a fire broke out, dude would be chuckin' heavy-ass hoses up to the second story like it was nothin'. Him and a bunch of obese guys would just bust all kinds of ass when the time came.
TET day? if youre speaking of TET the vietnamese lunar new year, it already happened. TET is awesome. hot viet girls in those pant suit get ups. i forget what theyre called, but i always thought they were mad sexy rivaling the chinese wedding dress.
That would be the "Ao Dai" Shig. Traditional Vietnamese dress.
TET day? if youre speaking of TET the vietnamese lunar new year, it already happened. TET is awesome. hot viet girls in those pant suit get ups. i forget what theyre called, but i always thought they were mad sexy rivaling the chinese wedding dress.
ao dai's are sexy as hell especially since apparently the fashion as of late is for them to be somewhat translucent.
yeah, I'm lost too. I come on for like an hour in the morning to read PM's but I'm scared to read the posts. I'm like, "ahhh... I know who Kool & the Gang are, and I know who Reynaldo is, so I'll read that one!"
yeah, I'm lost too. I come on for like an hour in the morning to read PM's but I'm scared to read the posts. I'm like, "ahhh... I know who Kool & the Gang are, and I know who Reynaldo is, so I'll read that one!"
yeah, I'm lost too. I come on for like an hour in the morning to read PM's but I'm scared to read the posts. I'm like, "ahhh... I know who Kool & the Gang are, and I know who Reynaldo is, so I'll read that one!"
are you through re-locating?
If so hollar at a real headz that knoes the deele
I hit NoCal on the 10th. I shalt hollereth.
Everything I own is in cardboard boxes right now. It sucks.
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as for the 4some, most married 4somes tend to look like this
hey ed!
im lost too. what's this about prison?
You can thank our resident PC darling/jackass, Grafwritah, for that one.
Only funnin.
I'm just another newbie trying to get my 9.99 Jawn on the case mang.
185 post in a little over 1 month...you're right on track
PAP day was last friday, and i think you may have missed that too. that is an official soulstrut holiday.
Wanna hear about MINE???
Wellll, Larry on the left is a retired homicide investigator from Suffolk County. He sucks at golf, but we let it slide because he buys the beers. He curses a lot, specifically saying how "fucked up" everything is, and will not hesitate to bust on his son....
LARRY JR!!!!! Larry Jr is located second from the right, a current New York City Firefighter. To avoid any confusion, we were specifically told by Larry Sr. to "just fuckin call him Junior". Larry Jr is older than me, and I had a good time calling him Junior all day. Junior won the "longest drive" competition, beating me by about ten yards. Everyone thought we cheated.
Second from the left is Eddie, aka Cousin Eddie, which is his name because he's my cousin. Eddie wasn't allowed to drive the cart, which wound up being a mistake when I got us lost on the way back from the 9th hole at the the end of the tournament (we started on 10, hence ending on 9) and wandered onto a fairway that was under heavy irrigation. The cart got stuck, we (I) spun the shit out of the wheels while Cousin Eddie pushed us out. Tore the grass the fuck up...
Dude on the right is me, on the Bud at 11am.
YUP!! Senior came back with them, gave the Buds to me and Cousin Eddie and the C.Light to Junior "cause you're gettin fuckin fat in that firehouse, shoulda joined the cops".
Ha! My uncle Glenn was a fireman for yeeeaaars up until the late 80s. Don't know if it's like this everywhere, but for the longest time, firemen were all hella fat. None of this modern buffness and "Firemen's Calendar" bullshit. Dudes would sit around the firehouse and COOK ALL DAY. Chili, gumbo, spaghetti and meatballs--really heavy stuff. My Uncle Glenn looked like Fats Domino (but with less hair and more gut). He was probably 5'5", 250. Wore his pants under the guy (you know the type).
But when a fire broke out, dude would be chuckin' heavy-ass hoses up to the second story like it was nothin'. Him and a bunch of obese guys would just bust all kinds of ass when the time came.
Uncle Glenn (and Aunt Carmella), R.I.P.
That would be the "Ao Dai" Shig. Traditional Vietnamese dress.
ao dai's are sexy as hell especially since apparently the fashion as of late is for them to be somewhat translucent.
nice to see you back ed!
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i never disliked you ....you were just on too much sugar that day
ha. dope..glad to hear it. lets hug now.
need the addy again I believe, I will PM soon
I love you guys!
It was just a theory.
"why hate when we can love?"
Ditto???I mean Dejean
bellcity from Atlantic City, New Jerz
just came from Tacoma, Wa, now in Columbus, Ga
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are you through re-locating?
If so hollar at a real headz that knoes the deele
I hit NoCal on the 10th. I shalt hollereth.
Everything I own is in cardboard boxes right now. It sucks.